"How is this possible!?"
Even someone as composed as Ye Chen couldn't help but be filled with tumultuous emotions upon witnessing this scene.
All this was simply too astonishing.
This was the resurgent Desolate Great Halberd, a weapon not inferior to the Supreme Emperor Weapons, so powerful that ancient monarchs like the Snow Mist Monarch and Emperor Yan would never dare contend with it directly, nor could they emerge unscathed; yet, all this was made possible in the hands of this decrepit Old Immortal.
Just who is he?
"Could it be that the old ancestor has truly stepped into that supreme domain?"
Compared to Ye Chen's shock, Jiuhuang Great Power and other Guardian Powers, besides their astonishment, felt an unmatched joy.
Yet, unlike the tumultuous emotions of everyone else, Old Immortal remained calm, his withered hand took the Desolate Great Halberd from Ye Chen's grip before Ye Chen could react and fell into his palm.
